Late Noon in Anton Martin
by Robin Ouzman Hislop — Read all 170 poems by Robin Ouzman Hislop
Monday, October 13, 2003
Grey clouds daze drizzle.
Helicopters head off
in trajectory to Iraq.
We hang out of
our terraces & plants,
Sunday morning non church goers,
To wonder but not to cheer,
doves take off in the other direction
in grey clouds daze drizzle.
Copyright Robin Ouzman Hislop 2003
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Jill